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Jisung nct - cibophobia

I'm still not over the fact Lucas left nct even if it was two years ago.
I think back to doyoung saying in an episode of weekly idol; that nct will only gain members, never lose members, and feel sad knowing the future compared to that doyoung from 2018.
Anyway, I'm missing Lucas so he's in this chapter, if you feel weird about him being in here then skip.

Anyway who's your current nct bias : personally mine are Renjun, Jungwoo, Winwin and used to be Lucas. But I change like every day, I mean yesterday it was Johnny and Ten. I mean how can you not change your mind with this many members.
Anyway I went off tracks, sorry

Requests are officially close, if you ask for one after this chapter, I will sadly decline 😅

Cibophobia is defined as the fear of food.

@JolinaMaletsky here's your request, hope it was what you wanted.
1200 words.

The shooting was chaotic—as always.

NCT World 2.0 was known for throwing the members into the most bizarre, hilarious, and often ridiculous situations. Today's theme? "Stomach of Steel." The PD had cooked up (literally) a new punishment game where all 19 members—Winwin, Jaemin, Shotaro, Renjun, Haechan, Mark, Lucas, Jungwoo, Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Sungchan, Jeno, Chenle, Ten, Kun, Jaehyun, Doyoung, and Jisung  (This was so long to write, I was afraid to forget someone 😅😂) —had to each eat a single quail egg.

Sounds simple, right?

Wrong.

Mark, who had been "randomly" (aka obviously) chosen by the production team as the designated cook, stood in the corner with a small portable stove, apron on, and a look of betrayal plastered on his face. He glared down at the pan of tiny eggs like they had personally insulted him.

"Why me?" he muttered. "I can't even fry an egg properly, let alone boil 19 quail eggs to punishment standards."

"Bro, just make sure you don't poison us," Haechan called out from across the room, lounging with a camera stuffed in his face. "Especially not Jisung. You know how picky he is."

At that, Jisung, who was sitting beside Chenle and Renjun, stiffened slightly. The words were meant playfully, but the anxiety in his stomach twisted even more. He wasn't just "picky"—he had real, clinical cibophobia. Certain textures, smells, or even the idea of some foods could send him spiraling. Mushrooms. Weird seafood. Certain sauces. And... quail eggs. Tiny, rubbery, mysterious quail eggs.

He'd never liked the idea of them. Something about how they looked, how they peeled. It wasn't just disgust. It was fear.

But this was NCT World. The camera was rolling. The challenge was already underway.

"You're gonna be fine, right?" Renjun leaned in, speaking low enough so the mic wouldn't pick up. His brow was creased, his usual playful energy tempered by concern.

Jisung swallowed hard and gave a quick nod. "Yeah," he lied.

A few feet away, Lucas was stretching out his shoulders, totally confident. "Quail eggs? That's it? I thought we were doing something extreme—like eating raw onions or something."

"Don't jinx it," Doyoung muttered.

"Yah, everyone shut up and line up," Taeyong barked half-jokingly, clearly enjoying his temporary status as MC. "Chef Mark has prepared your culinary punishments. Take one, bow to your chef, and eat."

Mark presented the tray like it was a five-star delicacy. "Made with love. And a little hatred."

Each member approached and took an egg. Some popped them into their mouths without hesitation—Johnny and Yuta munched them like snacks. Jaemin dramatically sniffed his before pretending to faint. Chenle immediately made an exaggerated retching sound, trying to crack up the crew.